gray manor

At noon, in the Los Angeles Art District, inside the HW Art Museum.

Nash had just finished dealing with those media critics. He let out a long sigh of relief, rubbed his throbbing temples, and asked his assistant to bring him a glass of ice water.

The exhibition hall will be officially opened this Friday. Today’s preview is mainly to win people’s hearts. Many of the artists participating in this exhibition are friends who Nash admires and are ready to support. He cares more about the reputation of their works than his own. Much heavier.That's why I spent a lot of time preparing for this preview, somewhat implying that the media and critics are showing mercy.

Almost all of his artist friends have left the exhibition hall, some are recharging their batteries for tonight's social occasion, some are going to the bar to have fun together, only Fan Che is not far away.

He stood in front of an oil painting for a long time without moving. Nash was curious and glanced sideways—well, what he was staring at was not his Nash painting?

With a sip of water choking on his throat, Nash almost shook his braids.

"I am fine."

Seeing the assistant approaching, he quickly waved his hand and said that it's okay, don't bother, he didn't realize that the other party didn't come to comfort him at all.He handed the phone to Nash, which read: Gray is calling.

Nash cleared his throat and picked up the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Where are you?" Gray's voice sounded a little hurried, and he should be in a state of sprinting.

"It's still in the exhibition hall, what's wrong?"

"I'll be here later today, you watch over Pin and Xin."

"okay."

"Now hand over the phone to Fan Che, I have something to say to him." Gray's voice suddenly became low, with an irresistible determination and solemnity in his tone.

Nash didn't dare to ask any more questions after hearing him like this, so he had to do as he said.

And Fan Che, who was still playing the upright tree in front of the painting, didn't seem surprised, as if he hadn't left and waited here just for the phone call.He took the phone with a smile, and there was no extra information for Nash to understand except for a few words of response, and his expression was very peaceful, as if he was just chatting with his friends.

However, in this atmosphere, Nash still smelled the danger that the rain was coming.

As the sky darkened, people entered one after another, and Nash invited almost all the celebrities and collectors in town, most of whom knew each other.Moreover, this is a social occasion for the purpose of the exhibition. Everyone only cares about achieving their own goals and having fun, so Nash was not distracted by socializing. arrival.

Fan Che left the exhibition hall after answering Gray's call at noon, maintaining that mysterious atmosphere that was decent but difficult to feel close to.

Nash's well-developed emotional radar blared wildly, and his intuition panicked, and thinking that Xin Xi would appear in this place tonight made his tongue even tingle.

Unknowingly, it was seven o'clock, night fell, and more people entered the HW Art Museum in droves. They were well dressed and glamorous to join in this art exhibition with the theme of "Fantasy".

The exhibition hall is connected to the open-air reception venue. On one side is the grotesque creation created by romantic and fantasy artists, and on the other side is the real world built by pleasure and money. The only thing separating the two sides is a transparent glass that is so clean that it can be ignored.

There is a huge contrast between inside and outside, but they are partly the same—they are trying their best to describe the limits that human beings can achieve in life, throwing away their troubles and enjoying their lives.

And Nash and Fan Che seem to be the only human beings who are incompatible in these two places. They hold wine glasses filled with different liquids and wait absently for the same person to appear.

At eight o'clock, the climax of the party, the four people who were invited arrived late while everyone was drinking and drinking.

As soon as they appeared on the stage, they attracted the attention of most people who hadn’t drunk much—the unknown boy with cobalt blue hair and the androgynous siren with exquisite facial features and their female companions pushed the door one after the other Entering the venue not only lights up the eyes of the artists, but also becomes a new focus of the social circle.

For a while, the audience was silent, only the background music remained.

These four people are very different from any angle, but when they stand together, they have a subtle sense of harmony, a grotesque combination that can be appreciated repeatedly.

It's just that for some unknown reason, the faces of these four strangers are not very good. It can even be said that their expressions are more stinky than the other. If they are not well-dressed, outsiders might think that they are here to mess things up.

Nash greeted him enthusiastically, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Why are you here so late, I thought you guys would never change your mind."

"I accidentally became allergic, so I went to the hospital," Xin Xi gently waved her hands wearing long silk gloves, and explained concisely. Wronged and continued: "Then I encountered a traffic jam. I'm really sorry, the arrival of accidents always makes people helpless."

Pin frowned, silently pulling her hand back into his own.

Nash didn't feel disgusted by their lateness, but he didn't expect Pin, a brat without social etiquette, to be so nervous today. He promised that he wouldn't be emotionally dependent?With his current appearance, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a chick obsessed with his mother, and he is extremely possessive.

"Okay then." Nash made an inviting gesture and said with a smile, "Welcome to the 'HW Fantasy Preview'. Shall I show you around?"

"It's work."

The thoughtful care of Nash, the organizer of the exhibition, made the people present talk a lot. They were thinking: To get Nash's favor, these four people must have a good status.

In the eyes of all spectators, the four strangers look like this: the two walking in front look younger, one is evil and the other is kind, they are simply the two extremes of human beings, and judging by the attitude of teenagers towards girls , the former plays the role of caregiver and should be older, most likely siblings.The two good-looking East Asians walking behind them looked like a couple in terms of body shape and dress temperament.The woman Pingting is generous, although her figure is as thin as a cardboard figure, but she has affection in her eyes, she looks cold and gentle, the man listens attentively, and his beautiful appearance with a slight smile from time to time makes outsiders' heart beat if they accidentally look at it accelerate.

The eyes of the spectators are half blind and half clear.

"Why do I feel that everyone is looking at us?" Zhaoxi said to the siren calmly and turned her head.The other party's perfect side profile was right in front of her eyes, Zhao Xi's heart was pounding, but there was no wave on her face.

The Siren chuckled, and teased indifferently: "Because they are good-looking. You have to know that the average artist's face is controlled. When you see a beautiful human being you like, of course you are crazy. It's not unusual."

"Those people outside are still looking at us." Zhao Xi glanced out of the glass from the corner of her eye, her expression showing no tendency to relax.

"Being invaded by strangers in their familiar territory is bound to arouse alarm. We don't know anyone here except Nash, and they don't know us either, so it is inevitable to be observed when we meet for the first time." Siren replied With a relaxed face, he has been paid attention to by all kinds of people because of this face since he was a child, and he has long been used to all kinds of gazes.

Zhaoxi couldn't get used to it, and was still a little timid.Although she didn't look abnormal on the outside, her body was gradually stiffened by the gazes from all directions, and her instinct drove her to move closer to the siren. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and they seemed to be quite close.

The dull siren didn't realize her discomfort until he could feel Zhaoxi's vague body temperature through the thin coat. He turned his face, and the smell of woody perfume on Zhaoxi's body lingered lightly on him. The tip of her nose is not blowing towards her face, but just a gentle and gentle mist.Her perfume is as well-proportioned as her own, not overpowering but always showing the owner's taste and personality.The Siren sniffed a few more times without a trace, feeling in a trance that if he hadn't been so close to her, maybe he would never have smelled such a fragrance. Its owner is exactly the same.

The tall man with a beautiful face didn't speak, and naturally wrapped one hand around her waist, and quietly retreated a little, blocking most of the eyes from behind for her.

Two floors of the exhibition area were temporarily opened, and Nash explained that every painting is like a treasure, eloquently, like a perpetual motion machine.As soon as he came into contact with these amazing works, he could forget all his troubles, his little braids jumped and swayed with people, and his dark pupils were full of love.

Pin listened absent-mindedly, and kept clutching Xin Xi's hand nervously. He really hated crowded places, and his anxiety value kept going up. The only piece of driftwood he could hold onto.

It's just that this driftwood's hands were allergic to the new plastic gloves that he touched when he dyed his hair in the morning, and he developed a lot of rashes, which can only be covered under the cardamom green silk gloves.

Her hands are as small as a human, and Pin even has the illusion that he can wrap her hands with one palm. The long silk gloves are light and smooth, and if you touch them carefully, you can feel the unusual tenderness between her fingers. swelling.

After two and a half laps on the first floor of the exhibition hall, Nash finally finished talking about the works on this floor and planned to take them to the second floor to have a look.

"My paintings are on the second floor, I'm not exaggerating, God, you all have to see, I'm really happy with them, that's the pinnacle of me..."

The fanatical artist's words were half stuck in his throat and did not continue. Pin, who had been hanging his head in a lack of interest, felt the red hand hidden in the glove in his palm slowly clenched into a fist. Then, he could know it without looking up. Who is coming.

Fan Che calmly stood at the end of the stairs with his wine glass in his hand, staring straight at Xin Xi, his eyes filled with incomprehensible emotions.

It's time to come.

Xin Xi looked straight back indifferently. Before seeing Fan Che, she was playing drums with great entanglement in her heart, but after seeing the real person, she completely lost the previous resistance and uneasiness.She has never been more determined than she is now, as determined as a fearless warrior who goes out alone to slay a wicked dragon.

The girl immediately withdrew her hand on Pin's palm, and lifted the skirt with both hands. The retro kitten-heel pumps jumped up the stairs lightly, and she silently ran towards Fan Che's direction.

There needs to be a closure between the warrior and the dragon.

The light gauze flutters with the movement of the owner, as if weightless.She is always like this, her behavior is not like a real human being in the world, but an elf who deftly shuttles among the flowers.Fan Che watched intently as she walked up the stairs step by step, the curvature of her neck getting smaller and smaller, until finally she stood on the same floor as him, and the two who hadn't seen each other for a long time finally looked at each other.

Within three seconds of the serious confrontation, Fan Che couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Regardless of Xin Xi's resistance and struggle, he grabbed her hand and put it in his palm, leading her to the outdoor balcony without any explanation.

The balcony on the second floor is not a place for gatherings, so the environment is dim, leaving only a few light yellow floor lamps.Fan Che put the champagne glass by the balcony, and turned to face Xin Xi. He didn't say a word, but just looked at the person in front of him very carefully, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his mind.

The other three residents living in Gray Manor finally chose the Wakasa-colored dress with flying sleeves and shoulder straps for Xin.

Because of Xin Xi's insistence on exercising, the lines of her arms, shoulders and neck are as smooth as a sculpture, and the flying sleeves of gauze fabric are placed on her slightly upturned shoulder line, which looks very agile.Zhaoxi helped her braid her long hair on the left side, and tied it in front of her body with a small ribbon bow of the same color. Occasionally, some stubborn curly hair was left on the forehead and sideburns. It was casual but not sloppy, adding sweetness and harmony. Girlish.In terms of jewelry, Xin only chose simple but delicate asymmetric meteor-shaped stud earrings, and there are no other eye-catching jewelry pendants, but it is precisely because of this that she looks youthful and cute like a still Little girl studying at the academy.

Her overall dressing style is as pure and comfortable as it makes people feel. It hasn't changed at all, as if the girl Fan Che fell in love with at the first sight and who still misses her has never left.

"What on earth do you want?" Xin Xi really hated being looked at by him like this, he had always looked at himself with such eyes before, as if he wanted to pry out all the secrets Xin Xi hid with his eyes.

Her expression when she was impatient didn't change much from before, she always used force on her eyelids and eyebrows, opening her round almond eyes to the corners, her chin slightly retracted, and the corners of her mouth drooped.

Fan Che had always thought that he was emotionally weak and would not be sad when he broke up, but when he saw him again today, he realized what it means to not want to see.He was touched by such a lively Xin Xi, and the concealed nostalgia couldn't stop surging.

He thought that no matter how long it had passed, the person in front of him would always be his source of inspiration, the spirit in his pen, and his first love.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time." Fan Che didn't answer her, but only talked about himself.

"Stop talking nonsense. What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Is it useless?" Fan Che showed his standard decent smile again. Xin Xi liked his expression very much before, because he always seemed to have a calm demeanor that he was sure of winning.But if she saw it now, Fan Che's hypocritical smirk had become a hateful thorn in her side.

The man didn't realize how much time had changed him in the eyes of the other party, and continued: "It seems that you don't need me anymore."

"Please adjust your perception of yourself and speak clearly. There is never a time in my life when I only need you. From, come, no, yes." Xin Xi gritted his teeth, thinking of his previous actions , she almost wanted to smash his head off with a punch right now.

"Really." Facing his ex-girlfriend's reckless dismissal of nostalgia, Fan Che did not show any fluctuations. He nodded to accept Xin Xi's bad attitude, and said lightly: "I used to strive to be the only person you need. Not a bad decision."

"Fart you!" Finally, Xin Xi couldn't help it, and violently pumped a punch, hitting the man's chest straight.She even felt regretful when punching - why didn't she wear a few rings, that would be more lethal.

Fan Che accepted her fist with a smile. In fact, because of the difference in physique and strength between men and women, Xin Xi's punch did not cause him much damage.

He didn't hurt or itch, and even held her hand instead, and continued to speak calmly in a tone that the other party thought was worthy of beating: "It's just that you seem to think my method is wrong and misunderstood me."

Xin Xi wanted to pull her hand away from him, but he firmly held her wrist, no matter how much Xin Xi struggled, she would not let go.Her hands were already suffering from allergies and rashes, and were swollen and itchy badly. Under such pulling, even the thinnest and softest silk gloves in the world would be painful.

But Xin Xi didn't say a word, she pursed her lips and didn't speak, endured the discomfort and exerted herself stubbornly, saying bitterly in her heart: I really regret that I didn't practice more special strength training with Siren, now I can't even twist others' elbows.

"It's you who misunderstood me." Fan Che was still talking to himself, his decent smile looked even more hideous in Xin Xi's eyes, it was really fake.

"Fan Che, in our relationship, there was love at first sight, love at first sight, love at first sight, sorrow and sorrow, and a clean break. There was everything between us, but there was never any misunderstanding." Xin Xi used the other hand to break his tight grip. Holding fingers, saying a word and breaking a finger, is serious and persistent.In the end, she finally broke off her little finger, but Fan Che came up again and grabbed hold of it tightly.

Xin Xi's arms couldn't hold her thighs, so she stopped struggling. She raised her head to confront him, and said with a blank expression: "You let go, this is very boring."

"You look like nothing has changed. Your expression, personality, body, facial features, everything about you obviously hasn't changed. Why does Dudu no longer like me?"

Xin Xi's hand was already numb from the pain he had pulled. Although she frowned, she remained silent.Now she just wants to explain everything clearly to him, draw a clear line, and then look for the opportunity to withdraw her right hand.

"Please, we haven't been in a relationship since the day we broke up, okay? Why should I continue to like you. It's too late for you to stalk you now." The little girl puffed up her chest and said confidently: "Let's say You concealed the news of my mother's death for your own selfishness and benefit, Fan Che, do you know what will happen if the relationship between two people is not maintained by trust? Just like us."

Xin Xi pointed at herself with her left hand, then turned around and poked Fan Che hard on the shoulder. She clenched her back teeth, took a deep breath and said, "Why don't you understand, we've already done our best!"

Hearing her decisive words, the man was stunned for a moment, but he seemed to be a little more awake after being pierced so bluntly.Taking advantage of his loss of consciousness, Xin Xi quickly withdrew his hand, and nimbly took two steps back, in case he lost his mind and rushed forward and had no escape route.

For any lover who has ever been true to each other, bringing up the past is painful.

Xin Xi thought, if it was just for her to walk out of a failed relationship, it might not take much time. Weeks, months, seasons, the few years that can be counted on one hand in the course of life The above proportion is rare.

But the relationship between her and Fan Che was mixed with the most painful loss and the most shameless lies in the world, and she was never ready to bear this kind of betrayal.So when the bad news hit her like a sap that year, she was left with bruises that would never be digested, always painful and bloated, and a light touch would be a long silent cry.

The man who gave her a blow didn't know whether he was awake or returning to his old dream. He chuckled, his expression gradually calmed down, and he said indifferently: "I thought you were struggling with something, so it was still that thing? It's been so long, You should forget about it and move on."

Xin Xi laughed along with him, imitating his cold-blooded and sarcastic expression, and said, "Thanks to Siren and Zhaozhao, oh, of course the main thing is that I can think about it myself, and it's not a problem for me to look forward." Then she thought The words she said were a little unreasonable, and her intuition made her take two steps back before continuing, "But I'm sorry, I don't see you at all in front of me. So don't come out to block the way, it's disgusting."

Fan Che, who had never been overly agitated, suddenly strode in front of Xin Xi. He bent down slightly, and his tone was inexplicable, with a hint of horror in his joke: "So...that Mr. Evan Gray is now in front of your eyes. People? Heh, he’s not necessarily much better than me. Xin Xi, Xin Xi, why are you always so naive? Don’t you know that those men who look elegant are sanctimonious wolves who actually hunt in sheep’s clothing? And you, especially, are their, or ours, favorite hunting reward."

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" Her instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages drove her body back, but she found that she was cornered by Fan Che who followed closely, and there was no way out.

And Fan Che still had that handsome face that dazzled her before, his eyes were a little cruel as if he was watching a joke, "Do you know why you have been unable to resume your job? Do you know why Mingming RL The power is not weak, but you have been deprived of the right to speak in this matter? Do you know why the Supervision Department obviously turns a blind eye to many of your organization's messy things, but is so strict with you and your team? ?"

Fan Che's face was ferocious with malice. He was telling the truth, but this series of questioning sounded like a devil whispering.

"The reason is very simple. It's just because that Mr. Gray has a heart for you. He used his family power to exert pressure on all parties at the same time, so that you were investigated and suspended, and you had no way to appeal. In the end, he again Putting on sheep's clothing and pretending to be kind, he appeared on the stage with ease, helping you who are desperate to get through the difficulties."

"Hmph, you have such a rich imagination. When you were invited to live in Gray Manor, didn't you think that you look like a sheep raised by wolves?"

Fan Che bit out the words from the tip of his teeth, it sounded like he was full of jealousy, and he was irrationally talking nonsense.But his eyes are so fierce, according to Xin Xi's understanding of him, whenever this man shows that look of wanting to die, he must have reached the last move he preset.

Fan Che revealed all the facts, and Xin Xi had to make a verdict. This was his only choice after being helpless, at least it was the only choice he thought.

So Xin had to temporarily believe that what Fan Che said was true—Gray was the chief culprit who hindered their reinstatement.

Mr. Gray, who has always been gentle and considerate to her, is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing, no different from Fan Che, who will use any means to achieve his own goals.

Xin Xi had mixed feelings in her heart, and the warmth and comfort of living in Gray Manor suddenly turned into a sharp thorn with irony, surrounding her like a fence.Was it a trap?It turns out that there is poison behind all the happiness she got there, and the misery of her and her partner being rejected because of reinstatement is all ridiculous mediocrity?

Fan Che's obsessive eyes finally relaxed when he saw that Xin Xi was stuck in self-questioning and struggling.At this time, she was bathed in the silver moonlight, holding the wrist of her right hand with her left hand and putting it on her chest, subconsciously acting as self-protection.

She lowered her eyelids, and she was extremely vulnerable in Fan Che's eyes.

The man who presented the antecedents restrained his edge in satisfaction, and moved lightly for fear of disturbing the girl. He showed a rare gentle expression in recent years, and was about to hug her, but was pulled away by an unknown external force.

Evan Gray, who arrived late, was dressed in a dusty work suit. Although he was panting unsteadily, he did not show any signs of panic. In addition, seeing the scene that was clearly understood by now, his expression was even calmer.Now that things were going in the worst direction, he couldn't panic. The restraint and self-restraint inherited from the Gray family were fully displayed at this moment.

At noon today, when he found out that his private mailbox received an email signed [ARIA], he had already expected such a moment. No one knows, unless you do nothing about it. Say goodbye to your beloved baby-faced girl, and hope she is as innocent and cheerful as she appears on the outside, and won't bear a grudge against you." But Gray still felt a chill.

The meaning expressed by this email is not only that it is too late for him to fix the situation, and he is in danger of being exposed soon, but it also means that he or Xin has already attracted the interest of ARIA, and it is not a good thing to be targeted by them.

This is not the first time he has faced ARIA. On the day he awakened his ability, the Redemption organization sent people to ambush him.

ARIA is a mysterious and unpredictable extremist organization. They have been dormant in the dark for many years, and they are notorious for their ability development and transformation against the basic law of transcendental people.Governments around the world and RL are still hunting down those evil organizations that have no sense of morality and no respect for human life and rights, but they still find nothing.

After Gray received this email, he sent someone to investigate Fan Che carefully, and found that he was just a puppet that ARIA was not afraid of, or a stepping stone.Compared with the fact that Ivan's selfishness was exposed, the information behind that email is the horror under careful consideration.

How would ARIA know what he was doing?With his identity and meticulousness, such things as knocking behind the back door are so hidden that even the Red Light Branch, which is the closest to the Supervision Department, can't find any loopholes. A super brain may not be able to clearly analyze his actions in such a huge flow of information.

But ARIA has dug up these things, which is enough to prove that they have been eyeing themselves.And why did they single out the Xin family to make a fuss about?Ivan couldn't help guessing that maybe they knew something about Xin Xi, such as her incredible ability hidden under her petite body.

If this is the case, then her situation will be very dangerous.

Now he is a little late, and the relationship with Xin Xi has been provoked by this idiot. Gray doesn't know what she is thinking now, but just looking at her side face with low eyebrows, he can feel that this is always smiling. The girl was heartbroken by him.

He did do something wrong, but if he had the chance to make up for it, at least he wouldn't be obsessed with his mistakes.

"Tsk, this wolf is really shameless, and it came just following its scent." Fan Che, who was interrupted by Gray, stared at him fiercely, with a strong sense of sarcasm and yin and yang in his tone. It was that kind of sick and sinister smile, which made people feel hateful intuitively.

Xin Xi raised his head upon hearing the sound, and Mr. Gray was standing against the light at the balcony door. His clear and handsome facial features were covered by frost at this moment, and his golden and brown eyes, which were as precious as cat's eyes and amber, were as cold as a wasteland that had been robbed of important things. Wolf.

Yes, that's right, he's always been a wolf at his core.

It's a pity that Xin Xi has never been a prey to be slaughtered by others, so she doesn't even think about making her a knife and fish.

People dressed up are always more graceful than usual, and the two men stand one close and one far away, waiting for her reaction.Be it rage or crying, only when she responds can they proceed to the next step.

In the end...but nothing came of it. In such a big triangle situation, Xin Xi just kept silent and ignored everyone, and walked straight back to the exhibition hall along the light source with his head down.

She tried her best to keep the last bit of rationality to prevent herself from going berserk, and chose to swallow her anger temporarily to avoid misunderstandings caused by the three-party confrontation.What's more, she needs more time to calm down. If she stays in this environment any longer, she will break down and roar sooner or later.

fraud!They are all liars who lie in ways that hurt others!How did she give her trust to a liar again!

Gray pretended to be calm and stared at her as she brushed past him. She was very beautiful today, and the scent of the perfume she left behind when she passed by was also very good. The lively citrus tone was as fresh and sweet as her own.

It would be great if I could chat with her a few more times.

But Gray didn't keep him, and he didn't turn around to chase after him. He still has more important troubles to solve--I really want to punch that sick man with a face full of malice.

A stupid ex with a heartless heart is really the most disgusting creature in the world.

Siren and Zhaoxi have been hovering near the balcony where Xin Xi was talking. Just now when Gray suddenly appeared, they wanted to follow, but were stopped by Pin and Nash.

Now seeing Xin Xi walking in with her head drooping, the two surrounded her in a tacit understanding. Although they didn't ask any questions, they seemed to be protecting her.

"Go. Let's go now. Take Zhao Zhao and go."

She grabbed a friend's wrist with one hand, and her tone was full of doubts.

The siren nodded, but when he turned around, he found Pin standing in front of them.

The young man who knows some of the antecedents has probably guessed what happened on the balcony just now. Although he does not agree with Gray's behavior, if Xin Xi and the others leave without saying goodbye with suspicion, it will be difficult to solve the problem. .

"Get out of the way," the siren warned.

Pin shook his head, not letting go.He has no position in this matter to prevent them from leaving, and he can't force himself to say those innocuous and high-sounding reasons, so Pin doesn't speak, but uses his body to stop them.

The man whose strength was always underestimated because of his delicate appearance didn't talk nonsense with the boy anymore, he easily pushed Pin aside with only a little force, and pulled Xin Xi and Zhao Xi to try to leave.

The gloomy boy with exaggerated hair color didn't seem to be affected by that force, he leaned over stubbornly again, grabbed Xin Xi's hand, and told her not to leave.

The almond eyes that were supposed to be harmless to humans and animals were filled with melancholy and suspicion, she looked up at Pin, her gaze was burning as if to burn holes of shame in his face.She said as calmly as possible: "It seems that you are not ignorant. I didn't expect you to lie to me. Now I don't want to stay under the same roof with you. Let go, or I will let the siren deal with you directly."

Pin wanted to hold her hand even tighter. He was never afraid of sirens, but when he was pulling hard, he felt Xin Xi's hands were swollen and abnormal due to allergies.Pin, who always thought that he had no emotional dependence on this world, never thought that he would be worried about Xin Xi's pain. He frowned helplessly and shook his head, not wanting to let her go and not daring to engage in more drastic actions.The two were in a stalemate for a short time before he finally let go.

After breaking away from the shackles, the three of them didn't miss it, so they left the exhibition hall without looking back.

The blue-haired boy hung his head, unwilling to face up to their determined backs.

Nash kept in mind Gray's task of taking good care of Pin, and he silently pulled the boy's sleeve, eager to take him away from this place of right and wrong.

The young man followed him like a lost soul, and unknowingly came to a dark and empty room. He couldn't see the layout of the surroundings clearly, but felt that there seemed to be life on the four walls, and they looked at him with different eyes, as if Torture, like probing, is very weird.It wasn't until Nash turned on the ceiling light in the room that he suddenly became enlightened.

It turns out that these are some other paintings that have not been completed on the third floor of the exhibition hall, and they will be released when it is ready to be officially launched.

Pin stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by huge oil paintings that were neatly hung on the three walls.Facing the entrance, that is, facing Pin's current perspective, is a work in the style of postmodernism.It uses a large amount of sky blue as the background color, mixed with different degrees of yellow and orange during the period. In the very center of the frame, there is a beautiful face with indistinguishable gender. The whites of the eyes were full of sadness, and it was hard to tell whether he was shouting or whimpering. The most eye-catching fiery red short hair was flying under the blue sky, like a frozen fire, about to burst out.

This is a dazzling, end-time beauty that is about to be destroyed.

Pin was stunned, staring at it for a long time without saying a word, and when he regained consciousness, Nash had already taken down the painting.

He turned the painting to the other side of the wall and said: "This is a dream that has tormented me for nearly half a year, just after I woke up. I was still debating whether to bring it out for display, but I just saw such a dream. Scene, think about it or forget it. It may indeed represent something that is inconvenient to show in front of people. I don’t know if you can understand me when I say this, but I think you should understand. Pin, I think it represents A possibly unavoidable…”

"The future." Pin continued.

Nash nodded and continued: "How do you think I should deal with it?"

"Burned."

Nash nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, then let's burn it."

The black-haired artist took out a long black cloth from the corner to cover the entire oil painting. He hadn't looked at it since he took it down. When he covered the cloth, his expression was solemn as if giving another Life buried.

They entered the good night without tenderness, roaring silently, burning without mercy.